This is a picture, I download from xinhua website, may be you think this is shot at xiangshan in Beijing city with your first sight. However, you’re wrong. This is a photo which taken from Jilin province, Jiao he city, a valley named Red Leaf.
This photo reminds me of a lot of things which related with my hometown and childhood. No red leaves but yellow leaves in the forest near our house. In my memory, the most beautiful leaves is like butterfly, their wings shining in the sunshine. Many years past, every time I thought of that, I will regret if I have a camera I can keep it till now. But if I have that photo, maybe I will remember that picture in my mind by my life.
Life just like writing, how many colors you can reflect depends on how many color in your heart, this color is ever one part of your life long time ago, so writing is painful just like life, you need take the things bitter than others, can you see more color than others, all this coming from your mind, and your faith.
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